or the exact angle of his nose, and

or the exact angle of his nose, and the quirk of his pinkish lips. But Chanyeol’s only seen a few of his expressions, and he finds himself addicted to observing the way the flesh of his face moves and changes, stretched over bone, watching how the raising of a brow changes his entire countenance, the way Baekhyun’s eyes light up when he smiles, the way his eyes droop when he dozes off, and as Chanyeol progresses with the painting he finds that the harder he looks, the more he realises he doesn’t know Baekhyun’s face at all.